When Love Breaks by Jack

He chuckled, “Jane, do you have any idea how much of my life you’ve missed?”

“How much?”

“Let’s not count the years before I found you.”

Gregory didn’t even pause before he proudly stated, “You’ve been absent for 758 days. In those 758 days, I’ve changed; I’m not the same person I was.”

I was somewhat touched, but his last sentence made me slowly type out a question mark, “Hmm?”

“I can cook now.”

He lifted his chiseled jaw, pinned me to the couch with a calm demeanor, and said, “Just wait for dinner.”

With that, he headed into the kitchen.

I leaned against the back of the couch, slightly worried, but seeing his smooth and practiced movements through the glass door, I relaxed.

I found a more comfortable position and watched his every move.

My heart felt full, wishing time could stop at this moment.

The man wore a hand-tailored white shirt, its sleeves casually rolled up to reveal his delicate wrists and toned forearms.

The shirt was tucked into his trousers, embracing his long legs. The clothes were a bit wrinkled from our earlier flirtation, adding a sense of disarray.

strangely suited

had always been flamboyant and

He was always himself.

he waved a hand in front of my face, saying with deep meaning, “If you keep

reality, my cheeks flushing

rang out, “Go on,

“Okay!”

drawn by the delicious smell of dinner, and hurriedly washed my hands before sitting at

was set with three dishes

in surprise, “Have you been to a cooking school these past

“…Shut up.”

me a spicy shrimp, “Eat slowly; eating too fast is bad for your

“Got it.”

vigorously and started

I wanted to

easier when we

“I’m here; you don’t

afraid of spoiling me? If I get used

more than happy.” He pinched my cheek, smiling. “It seems you’re not

let me sit still but picked

ate; let’s move

agreed, then suddenly realized something. “Gregory, have you noticed you’ve become quite the

when we were kids.